There was no wind here, but the dense cloud of gas was bound by some kind of force, lingering high in the sky, showing a deep red wave, like the sun, and if you look at it from the depths of the universe, it must be extremely beautiful and dangerous.

The earth is incomparably hard, and there is unimaginable pressure, Xia Ji walked, only to feel that the gravitational force was hundreds of times greater, and every time he raised his hands and feet, it was like walking with a mountain.

Xia Ji raised his head, and the purpose was convective flames, light and dark spots, many dark flames that were thrown into the sky, and from time to time there would be flame bridges on the earth.

He was almost certain that if it weren't for the Black Emperor's super flame resistance, and this world gave him the power to enter, he would have all kinds of magical powers, and the moment he stepped on this world, he would have been wiped out.

Moreover, there is clearly no air here.

"Is this the birthplace of the Fire Tribulation? The flames here are many times stronger than the Fire Tribulation, and sure enough... Is the fire that befell the world just a projection, or a very small part of the leakage?"

He sat on the floor.

Looking up, you can't see the stars.

and the world that cannot be seen.

"How do I get back?"

He asked.

But no one answered.

He didn't have an answer either.

The glass is gone.

He was one man, in a land full of tight ridges, ravines, basins, craters.

He began to perform various strength tests.

The Black Emperor's body is unusable, but the other powers are still there, and the storage space is still there.

He grabbed a famous knife in the world at random, the famous knife didn't even exist for a thousandth of a second, and it melted directly as soon as it was taken out, and before it melted, it was smashed to the ground by a great gravitational force, and was crushed into a piece of "dirt" on the ground.

Xia Ji naturally didn't dare to take the Great Dark Heavenly Halberd, and it was estimated that the divine soldiers were not much better.

He took two steps and suddenly remembered the black knife that the ancestor of the Wu family had lost.

Su Tian said that the black knife was a delimiting divine weapon, a sword in the underworld, because this knife had the spiritual imprint of the ancestor of the Wu family on it, he had never taken it out and used it, but now it can be taken out.

Xia Ji took out the black knife, the knife was long, slightly arcing, but unfortunately it was gray and fluttering, without any luster, just like a mortal knife, but this "mortal knife" did not show any signs of melting.

He grabbed the knife for a while, only to feel that under the high pressure and extreme heat here, some kind of mark on the knife was being washed away, and gradually, the gray color disappeared, and the blade exuded a strange and cold and terrifying aura, as if it could wantonly grab the soul of all life.

Looking at the knife,

It seems that the huge grinding disc that can see the six reincarnations is grinding the soul of the god who wants to be reincarnated all the time,

As if you can see the tranquil yellow spring flowing through the endless shattered world,

The tip of the knife is inserted into the eighteen floors of the ten halls,

The handle of the knife supports the six palaces in the air.

The sword of the realm, fixed in the earth.

The illusion flashed, Xia Ji tried to probe his spirit into it, he only felt that it was extremely smooth, and a feeling that this knife was connected to his blood and soul spontaneously.

"From now on, you will be called the Underworld Knife. ”

Xia Ji added a word to indicate the replacement of the new master.

The knife light lit up, and it was a reaction, and then a timid child's voice sounded in Xia Ji's mind.

The voice is soft, and with a bit of a sense of cuteness of fear.

"Ah, I'm grass~~ Why did I change my master?"

However, Xia Ji realized that this was the sword spirit, and before he could speak, the child's voice sounded again, "But my memory is very short, I have long forgotten him, the new master can rest assured." ”

Xia Ji: ...

"The name that the master gave me is okay, then the master will call me Xiaoming in the future, which is much better than the previous master called me Xiaodi. ”

Xia Ji: ...

Xiao Ming said: "Then, let's get to the point, master, who are we going to kill today?"

Xia Ji said in his consciousness: "Can you see the surroundings?"

Xiao Ming said: "Ah, I grass~~ Where is this?"

Immediately, the sword spirit fell into confusion, and it realized that there would be no human beings in such a place, and it would be difficult to estimate the existence of life.

Xiao Ming suddenly cried and grabbed the ground, as if he had been bullied and cried aggrievedly: "Ah, I grass... If you can't kill someone else, how can you live. ”

Xia Ji ignored it, and after confirming that the knife could be used, he casually inserted it into his waist.

He took out the Dinghai Pearl again, but unexpectedly, Lu Chan's Dinghai Pearl could not melt away the spiritual imprint.

After a moment's thought, he understood the answer.

The Netherworld Knife belonged to the ancestor of the Wu family, and the death of the ancestor of the Wu family had weakened the spiritual imprint of this knife a lot, coupled with the ultra-high temperature of the source of the fire tribulation, it was the dual reason that this delimiting divine weapon changed its owner. And Lu Chan is not dead, so Ding Haizhu naturally can't change the owner.

Just as he was thinking, he had already rounded a hill, only to see two figures appear behind the mountain.

The figure gradually became clear, it was the appearance of a fire demon, crawling on the ground, the whole body was flowing with extremely dense lava, the flames were convective and jumping between the bodies, this body was as high as three zhang, and it looked much stronger than the fire demon in the world.

The fire demon is covered in red flames, with only a small dark area on his chest.

Xia Ji looked at the dark area, and suddenly felt a sense of hunger.

In his mind, Xiao Ming shouted: "It's a movable one, cut it, cut it." ”

Xia Ji ignored it, and at this time, he was conflicted in his heart, so he slowed down and tried to communicate with the two fire demons.

But the two fire demons didn't seem to be able to communicate, they were driven by instinct and pounced on Xia Ji.

They ran across the ground, making a muffled sound of heavy metal clashing against metal, forming a sprinting shadow between the intense radiation and convection.

Xia Ji shouted a few times in the same language he had communicated with Mirage before, but still did not respond.

In an instant, the fire demon arrived, and the magma palm grabbed him from top to bottom.

He raised his hand to block it.

A tremendous force was transmitted to his body at this time.

It made him fly to one side at once.

"This is the power of the Eleventh Realm, but it is much, much stronger..."Xia Ji assessed, he was not surprised, the realm meant that the attack form you could use meant that the new attack form was stronger than the previous one.

Just like an elephant's casual kick, an ant can't match it even if it tries its best.

But what if there are too many ants?

Ants can swallow elephants.

The finch can slay the dragon.

Snakes also swallow whales.

And the ordinary blow of this fire demon is an extremely terrifying power at the level of the Dharma Body, just like the condensed blow of a Confucian general leading thousands of soldiers in the eleventh realm.

This should just be an ordinary fire demon, right?

If the fire demons in the world had this level, the world would have been swept away long ago.

His body was in mid-air, pulled by a strong gravitational force, and fell at a speed dozens of times faster than that of the human world, but the other fire demon reacted extremely quickly, and in an instant, it had jumped up from the ground, and the lava giant claw grabbed at him.

But Xia Ji took a sharp breath, the fire ring dispersed, the light spot shook, and a terrifying dragon claw poked out of it, facing the giant claw downward.

Boom.

In a dull sound.

The lava giant claw collapsed, and the terrifying dragon claw continued to fall, and the power of the supernatural power, the power of the Dharma Body, and the power of the four hundred and thirty-six elephants contained on it directly crushed the fire demon.

The other fire demon continued to run without fear, Xia Ji waved his right hand, and the Yin and Yang grinding disc was born in this world of infinite flame convection, Yin and Yang unloaded the fire demon's attack, and before it made the next move, a long black knife had been inserted into its chest, cutting out the dark shadow area.

Boom.

The shadow area fell to the ground, revealing a black heart-like flame.

As soon as the area disappeared, the fire demon seemed to lose its strength, and began to fall to the ground limply, then oppressed by the high pressure, and slowly turned into a layer of slightly wrinkled dust on the ground.

Xia Ji leaned over and grabbed the shadow-like flame, a strong feeling of hunger was growing, he didn't eat it immediately, but put it in his arm, thinking about waiting until Liuli asked about the situation.

He walked aimlessly through the world.

Slay more and more fire demons.

And the fire demons began to kill each other, devouring each other, just as they did on earth.

Time becomes meaningless here.

Because there is no ordinary person who has the desire to eat, there is no day and night, and there is not even half a time for reference.

However, Xia Ji was still silently counting the time in his mind, reminding himself of how many years had passed.

When he saw Ruri again, it was more than a hundred years later.

And he had already begun to devour the heart of the flames, because it would make him stronger, and it would keep him alive.

The coldest knife,

The hottest thing in the world.

His body is no longer humanoid, and he himself doesn't know what it looks like, so it shouldn't be much different from those fire demons.

The difference is that he is holding a black knife, and the black knife changes according to his mind.

It is he who can use the law phase, supernatural powers, condensing yin and yang, flying knives, and seventy-two changes.

It is he who can still remember the appearance of his deceased wife who has been with him for nearly 500 years.

He is still counting the time, he has counted for more than a hundred years, and he has counted nearly four billion numbers, and he will continue to count, as if he is still living in the world with spring, summer, autumn and winter.

There are no seasons here, only fire.

There is no rest, only killing.

There is no exhaustion, only strength.

After Liuli joined him, they acted together, which made him feel like a partner again.

Liuli only brought two messages,

First, in the past, fire demons would not kill and devour each other, but now they seem to be crazy.

Second, the nine bad omens that exist in the human world are just similar to the existence of projections, and the real nine bad omens still exist in this world, but the strange thing is that the nine bad omens seem to be lifeless, but they are not ordinary fire demons that can be approached.

The nine bad omen are: Black Emperor, Mirage, Zhu Rong, Fire King, Lady Gou Yi, White Phoenix, Huo Gu, Anti-Entropy Jun, and Mourner.

Xia Ji had no choice, perhaps he never had.

The only thing he could do was to become stronger and stronger in the midst of the killing at this time, and he couldn't see the upper limit of his strength, nor could he forget the humiliation when he was imprisoned by one finger.

People, even if they struggle, they can't change a bit, even if they try their best, they just become nightmarish monsters, even if they walk in another world as an alien, they can still not forget their original intentions.

He also remembered his dead wife,

He still counted the time,

He also longs to return,

He will never be lost.

The anger in his heart has been suppressed for an unknown number of years, and the silence has turned into ice, driving his arm to swing the knife,

Even if it is ridiculous, it seems futile, and it will not stop for a moment to swing the knife.

The fingertips are a prison, the ten directions are a prison, and a fire is in my heart.

The incarnation of the fire nightmare, the knife of the underworld, supports the heavenly palace and sets the earth.

He walked,

Keep walking,

He wielded his knife,

Keep waving.

This wave is ten jiazi.

In 600 years, we have only counted 18,921,600,000 figures.

Mountains are fragile, rivers are dry, mountains and rivers are changeable, but I don't change.

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PS: Saturday and Sunday 2 more, Monday to try to restore 3 more 12000 words +